Multi-Di-Minstrel Message: Revival
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KGOD presents ...
SALUTATIONS!!!
Well. Let’s just get started!
Here at the Ogden! The God den of music and soul!
So, let me introduce myself to thee,
I am DJ Multi-Di-Minstrel Messenger!!!
Thanking you for being here with me!
Come Now, experience enlightenment, excitement, accelerated inditements.
I am the jewel of Jesus. I am the dove’s dung!
*** (SQueekeekee ScraTCH. SquEEky. sqee sQUEAKy. Scratch. squeak) ***
It’s elementary, my dear,
Don’t try to overthink it.
Don’t try to over rate it.
Certainly, don’t overeat or regurgitate it
The world’s complicated enough
To try and replicate it.
*** (sqeeeeeky, squeaky) ***
He’s the “a” in the Apha in the alphabet
Omega in Orion
He’s the “be” in believers in the Biblebelt
For that you can rely on
***
He’s the “c” in a sea of cosmic tranquility.
He’s the fulfilling fulfillment in my ph ph ph philosophy.
He is the “Oh” that's opened up my eyes!
Don’t believe in the lies or ignorance
He’s the MAGA in the magnet of magnificence!
He’s the Master of all mastership. Phishing for more fish.
He’s the Fun in fundamentalists and miracles. I’m the funk in His funky music. NOW!
I hold Him in Highest Reverence as a reliable reference.
He’s the Apple of our lives. He’s the Sunshine in my eyes.
That’s never-ever-after-ending blending or blinding.
***
“D” is for independence and deliverance.
So, let’s depend on Him!
He’s the “bless me” is blessedness. The rest in restfulness.
He’s the LOVE in loveliness. The live in LIVEliness.
He’s the big C & G: Cleanliness is next Godliness. The gee in sweet butteryness. He’s a buddy of Buddha. The ‘High” in Haiku. The hindi in Hindu. Pays all my IOUs.
He’s the One who saves us ALL from Mortal Death!
He really is the Best of the best!
Metamorphosizing the manchild machina in Alla us
Dying for all our sins!
Transforming us and taking care of all the technicalities.
Can I hear an “AMEN!”
***
He is my Super Souper Savior!
With that super savory Born-again flavor
He’s the sweetest aftertaste! Nothing goes to waste!
He always gives us plenny and more than enough in His reCreation. NOW, that
He’s saved us from the grave of ultimate utter destruction. Total Cremation.
I hope you are enjoying this poetical propaganda... for the HOOD!
Sweetening the bitter pie... for the common man, for the common good!
Let me give you the scoop. He sweetens it with Splenda and His holy poop...
He opens the heavenly doors. Maestro's the choir. Taps on the earthen floor.
And invites us up to the Restaurant in the Sky... where He’s the only escalator
That can reach that high. With open arms and palms. His invitation never ends or dies
Even though this song must end, it bends To His mighty willful winds that spins and spins a playful twist. We’re as free as Dove’s dung! So, let it fly ...
Free from all maniacal mentalists and he who we know is dumb
For you know my Jesus is my numero uno, my number One!
So, let go of all these silly solicitous superstitious, Self-indulgence, so important
Ranting ignorant intuitions. Institutions of influential retribution.
It’s so super souper easy for Him, you see,
He just wipes it away like He wipes a mirror.
It comes so much easier for Him now, my friend, now that He’s already paid the price to wipe away our sin. And wipe away He does so easily. He settles the SCORE!
It’s as easy as lifting up my arms to Him. Praise the Lord!
I hope it’s as uplifting for you as it is for me to be uplifting Him up for you NOW!
It’s as easy as little Michael’s A, B, C’s
We can depend on Him as easily as 1-2-3
Can I hear an “Amen!” and “fudge” it all!!!
***
We are the “are” in His Revival,
He’s the SURVIVE in our survival.
As we’re all just patiently awaiting His arrival
The epoch of the apocalyptic cataclysmic climaxification
The solid proof of His sanctifying solidification
We don’t need another Big Brother to watch over us!
He’s the only brother of brotherly love we need! He’s the One for us!
We don’t need any more vacancy vaccination vacations
Or any more neurotic exotic under qualified guesstimations
I’ll take some of that heavenly hypnotic from His holiness. Holy tea!
Just to get rid of the chronic of calamity, the collapsing constipation of society.
Don’t do drugs! Obey your Mom and Dad! Do celebrate liberty, life and prosperity.
***
He’s the the the Thong of thongs. The Hymn of hims singing sing-along songs for Alla us
He’s the Thing of whims of whimsical Things. The Long in all our longings.
He is the Wild in the wilderness. The Cry of the wolves.
Howling for the “hallow be thy name!” Tame us not but deliverous from
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeevil!
He always has our back, holds nothing back.Not even our flatulating floggings.
He’s the home to run back to. He’s the home from where the wildthings roam.
He’s the shepherd of all silver linings!
***
JUST KNOW. He’s got BIG plans for us!
Just knowing He won’t just “x” us out
We’re not just an “x” in an experiment
Where x equals infinity plus why?
He is the Scientist of scientist.
Who are we to question “flies”
Just push push push play play play play play on continuous playback.
Just know that this surely aint the end of the road
This celebratory soliloquy of the simplest singsong of life that I know
This celebration is the show that is the Real Show that never ever really ends
It’s time to transcend!
We are the dream of the Dreamer... dreaming us all.
Oh my, time flies...
The Dreamer never dies!
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Copyright © Benjamin Bartley | Year Posted 2025
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